Littlepip. Velvet Remedy. Steelhooves. Radiant Star. Violet Iris. Lilith. Steeljack. It seems as though legends are born every day in the Wasteland, but in reality only the truly exceptional ponies rise to the status of a true legend.

My brother and I have always been regaled by our mother about the grand adventure she went on with Radiant Star, the Ministry Mare. It was a tale too impossible to believe, about a mare who fought against the spirit of Twilight Sparkle herself and persevered. It was a story about a legend.

Legends are funny things. We spend our whole life looking up to them, idolizing them, wishing for them to notice us. I've spent time in the company of legends. Radiant Star, the Ministry Mare herself, is my godmother, and she's as normal as any pony I've ever met.

So what makes a legend, truly a legend? Is it the circumstances that life has thrust upon them, or is there something deep down inside their very soul that speaks about justice, about the good fight? Is it something you're born into, or do you have to work at it? Did Littlepip know that when she crawled out of Stable 2 that she would be the savior the Wasteland needed? Did Radiant Star know that her journey to find answers to her own dilemma would end up shaping the path that the city of Chicacolt would take in the future?

The answers to these questions remain unclear to me. I digress, of course. This story isn't about legends, not really. It's about family. Specifically, it's about my family. Why then you may ask, am I talking about legends? It's because my family history is steeped in them, of course. I've been surrounded by the ghosts of legends my entire life.

So you might say that this story is about my family and the lengths that I would have to go to protect them. So before I get started, it's best that I tell you a little bit about myself and my family.

My name is Starry Night, and my brother's name is Lightning Chaser. We're kids who live in the settlement of Theater in the city of Chicacolt. Our mom's name is Patch. She was one of Radiant Star's companions during her adventure. She's strict, but she means well.

Our dad Steeljack... well, he's not with us. Mom always tells us he gave his life to protect her, and in turn protect us. That we were important to him, even though he never got to meet us. She won't say anything more than that.

Our life in Theater is pretty simple. My brother and I have spent a lot of time learning and training under Mom and Apple Danish, the defacto leader of the group that runs our little town. We've even got close friends, namely an earth pony by the name of Coconut Cream Pie.

But life, life is never simple. As we were about to find out, we'd be on our own legendary journey, and our life would never be the same.

Author's Notes:

And it begins...